Ding Ning's crazy fight finally paid off, and the deadly attack pierced the back of the fat and thin two's hearts!

Regardless of the attacks from all sides, Ding Ning resisted with his strong body, and at the same time exerted force with both hands, pulling violently!

Big disembowelment!

Although the monk's body is better than that of ordinary people, there are very few ones as strong as Ding Ning's clone, and the steel hook is pulled from the back of the heart of the fat and thin Taoist to the shoulder!

Blood spilled from the air like rain, and the internal organs were shattered into pieces by the vitality, turning into many pieces of minced meat, and before they could hit the ground, they were wrenched into slag by the sword qi that filled the sky around them.

In the center of such a battlefield, it is simply a luxury for the Yuan Shen to go out of the body and want to live, and the Yuan Shen of the two people has just escaped, and before he has time to scream, his soul is scattered and no longer exists.

Similarly, Ding Ning's injuries were even more serious because he killed the two, and a large transparent hole was pierced in his lower abdomen.

This is not the most serious injury, the heaviest sword was issued by the madman.

Lurking in the spatial cracks, the mad Daoist saw that his two junior disciples were killed, and broke through the air and gave Ding Ning a sword, but because he was attacked by hatred, he did not choose the best time, and he did not grasp the opportunity to kill Ding Ning with a sword, but only cut off Ding Ning's left hand.

Ding Ning lost a hand, but he escaped into the spatial rift, and the next moment, he appeared below the battlefield.

Shuttling through space is extremely mana-consuming, and Ding Ning can't use it much, his purpose of shuttling this time is extremely clear, and the target is the Sword Soul Mountain that has fallen.

Losing the control of the fat and thin two Taoists, Sword Soul Mountain changed from a new one to the size of a hedgehog. Falling from the air, Ding Ning appeared right in the spot where it fell, and stretched out his right hand to catch it.

The blood on the palm of his hand seeped into the Sword Soul Mountain, and Ding Ning used his extremely powerful divine thoughts to refine the Sword Soul Mountain in an instant!

Regardless of the blood gushing out of his shoulder, no matter the sharp pain in his lower abdomen, because he is a doppelganger, Ding Ning has the endurance and toughness that ordinary people do not have, as well as the courage not to be afraid of life and death.

Sword Soul Mountain is in hand, and Ding Ning finally has a weapon!

"He's down there!"

"There! Lost a hand. ”

"He's not fighting anymore, guys. Offended him anyway. There is no possibility of goodness, let's kill it!"

Seeing that Ding Ning was so embarrassed, these monks knew that the hatred had already been formed, and many people were still in the spirit of playing soy sauce at first. At this time, they all changed their attitudes.

Don't kill this Zhaobao. Sooner or later, it will be counted backwards by its counterattack. It's better to simply kill it to prevent future troubles.

Looking at the crowd of people rushing around, Ding Ning showed a sneer on his face.

His doppelganger was on the verge of collapse. But the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, after all, it is the peak of the cave void, and now with the Sword Soul Mountain in hand, under the desperate fight, it will definitely burst out with unprecedented strength!

Leaving only a little vitality to support the body, the ghoul beast followed behind Ding Ning with Su Su, Ding Ning told the ghoul beast not to show its head, and poured most of its strength into the Sword Soul Mountain.

With the injection of vitality, the clouds on the Caohai Square suddenly rolled, and the ten thousand swords on the Sword Soul Mountain gained strength, colliding with each other and making a series of crisp sounds.

Each sword was dark and bright, swaying back and forth, ready to fly out of the Sword Soul Mountain at any time.

The mad Taoist saw it from a distance, and shouted hoarsely: "Fellow Daoists, be careful!

People are a little skeptical, they want to know how many years it takes to cultivate to the level of Zhaobao, they don't know how many years it takes, how many tribulations they go through, everyone wants to live forever, as long as there is a glimmer of life, who is willing to die easily?

Believe it or not, the answer is already available at this moment.

Ding Ning pointed to the crowd in front of him with one arm and shouted: "Die!"

Before the words fell, the restless Sword Soul Mountain erupted!

At the beginning, the fat and thin two Taoists were already besieging Ding Ning, and it was difficult to display all the power of Sword Soul Mountain in the crowd, but now it was different, Ding Ning's eyes were all enemies, and there was no alliance, so when would you not be mad at this time?

"Buzz!"

A flying sword shot out like a streamer, like a bullet from a sniper rifle, piercing the eyebrows of one of the fastest rushing God Refining Cultivators!

A flying sword is an unjust soul, and the thick death qi instantly invades the monk's body, and the body falls stiffly, and the spirit is out of the body.

The monk was about to flee quickly, but then, a dark cloud came in the sky!

It wasn't a dark cloud, it was a flying ten thousand swords!

The monk's primordial spirit was instantly strangled into slag, and ten thousand swords were killed against the monk of the Middle Earth Dao Gate.

These monks were not given for nothing, and each used his own means to resist.

The flying sword was like rain hitting a plantain, splitting the head and covering the face, and all kinds of lights flashed in the field, and everyone had to temporarily stop the attack and turn to defend against this rain-like flying sword.

Ding Ning's vitality rushed out like a river bursting its banks, but he was not afraid at all, the flying sword on one side of the Sword Soul Mountain shot into the air, and immediately turned around, and the flying sword on the other side continued to follow.

"Bell !!!"

It was as if a torrential rain was whipping against the white iron tiles, a spectacle that had never been seen before.

On the square within a radius of thousands of meters, in the sky, the crowded side was struggling, everyone shouted and waved their weapons, and used means to resist the flying swords that came at them, and Ding Ning occupied one side of the square alone, and the flying swords from nowhere came from behind him, frantically attacking everyone!

A blood flower flashed in the air, and a monk in the Qi Induction Period wanted to follow the large army to fish in troubled waters, but he was unable to resist the flying sword, and was pierced through the chest by a sword!

Another blood flower appeared, another Qi Cultivator!

"Puff puff!"

Those who don't have a magic weapon for defense are unlucky at this time, in the face of this all-round indiscriminate attack, almost no one can dodge, and those with low cultivation begin to be killed one after another!

At this time, if you look up from the bottom of the square, you can see a strange scene, in the sky in a large army of hundreds of monks, people are constantly falling with swords. It's like a dumpling.

After death, the evil qi rises into the sky and mixes with the evil clouds in the sky, regardless of each other.

A thunderbolt flashed, and the rain whipped down.

Ding Ning looked up to the sky and smiled: "Hahaha! Come on, hypocritical Middle Earth Dao Sect monk, let you feel the glory of the most reluctant!"

With a swing of the severed arm of his left hand, countless blood fell on the Sword Soul Mountain along with the rain.

Half of the flying swords on Sword Soul Mountain had been consumed, but after Ding Ning's blood was spilled, the remaining flying swords instantly became blood-red and blood-red!

This is the natal essence blood of the clone, and Ding Ning spilled the essence blood. I already have the intention of dying with my opponent!

"Come again!"

Ding Ning's eyes were blood-red. The beard was all open, and as soon as he raised his hand again, the remaining flying swords suddenly poured out!

The black light turned into blood.

A god refining cultivator was struggling to approach Ding Ning with a dark iron shield, when suddenly a blood light flashed. Pierced his shield straight through. The blood-colored flying sword pierced through his chest.

Soul Seeking Death! Flying sword piercing the chest. A red flower blooms in the air.

Finally, a god refining cultivator has begun to fall!

The rain fell, mixed with blood, and dyed the ground of Caohai Square red.

This was just the beginning of the madness of the last one, and then one by one the God Refining Cultivators began to suffer nightmares.

At the beginning, only the Qi Cultivator was killed by Sword Soul Mountain. It made those masters have some contempt, but I didn't expect that Zhaobao to really work hard, and the power of Sword Soul Mountain was greatly increased with the introduction of essence blood, and the god refining cultivator also became a victim!

"Haha, come on, come on, the gates of hell are open for you, go together!"

Ding Ning laughed wildly, slammed his chest with one hand, and sprayed another mouthful of blood onto Sword Soul Mountain.

The unjust soul was nourished by the essence and blood and became even more crazy, scrambling to break away from the Sword Soul Mountain.

The defensive magic weapon was shot down by the dense flying swords, the inner armor of the talisman was pierced by countless flying swords, and the weapons of the hand were smashed into scrap metal by the continuous flying swords.

If you are strong enough, you may be able to hold on a little longer, and those who are a little worse will become victims, and now is the best time to test the strength of a monk!

The mad Daoist roared madly, slashing left and right with the flying sword in his hand, slashing down the blood-red flying sword one by one, although Ding Ning's Sword Soul Mountain attack was crazy and intensive, it had no effect on a person like him who was at the peak of the void.

However, he had to watch the monks of the God Refining Stage fall into the dust one by one, and the Yuan Shen was strangled by the flying sword behind him when he came out of his body.

If it goes on like this, it is true that Zhaobao will not last for a while, but after this battle, so many people died because of helping Caohai, I am afraid that Caohai's status in the Middle Earth Dao Sect will fall to the bottom in the future.

He was the former head of Caohai, and he couldn't watch Caohai fall like this.

With a roar, he finally showed his true ability, his vitality exploded, and the flying sword in his hand danced out of a cloud of sword flowers, clanging to knock down the approaching blood sword, and quickly rushed in front of Ding Ning!

At this time, Ding Ning was already at the end of the crossbow.

Successive heavy injuries and driving Sword Soul Mountain, and spraying essence blood brought him to the brink of running out of oil.

Even if no one came to attack him, he would not survive.

Seeing the mad Daoist rushing in front of him, Ding Ning showed a hint of determination in his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he shot all the remaining flying swords on Sword Soul Mountain!

Attacked by this dense array of flying swords, more than twenty more than twenty of the remaining large group of monks were killed.

By this time, the large army of four or five hundred people had lost most of it, and only more than 100 strong people were still struggling to support it.

"Zhaobao!

The mad Taoist roared angrily, he also felt the extreme weakness of the other party, and with both hands he moved his sword, and slashed Ding Ning's face with a sword that slashed Huashan!

"If you want to die, let's be together!" Ding Ning looked at the eyes of the madman, the blood on his body was about to run dry, but the momentum was unprecedentedly powerful.

"Ahh

Faced with a monk at the peak of the cave and void exploding, the mad Taoist did not dare to be careless, and immediately used his vitality to resist.

But he overlooked one thing.

He is also the pinnacle of the void, the existence of the calamity, usually has to suppress the power and dare not go all out, and now there is no reserve of the vitality of the operation, which immediately attracted the sky calamity clouds to come! (To be continued......)